Psalms 17:6-15

⁶I — I called Thee, for Thou dost answer me, O God, incline Thine ear to me, hear my speech.

⁷Separate wonderfully Thy kindness, O Saviour of the confiding, By Thy right hand, from withstanders.

⁸Keep me as the apple, the daughter of the eye; In shadow of Thy wings thou dost hide me.

⁹From the face of the wicked who spoiled me. Mine enemies in soul go round against me.

¹⁰Their fat they have closed up, Their mouths have spoken with pride:

¹¹'Our steps now have compassed him;' Their eyes they set to turn aside in the land.

¹²His likeness as a lion desirous to tear, As a young lion dwelling in secret places.

¹³Arise, O Jehovah, go before his face, Cause him to bend. Deliver my soul from the wicked, Thy sword,

¹⁴From men, Thy hand, O Jehovah, From men of the world, their portion is in life, And with Thy hidden things Thou fillest their belly, They are satisfied with sons; And have left their abundance to their sucklings.

¹⁵I — in righteousness, I see Thy face; I am satisfied, in awaking, with Thy form!